♠Do not stand at my grave and weep 🕯🕯🕯
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am in a thousand winds that blow, across Northreand's bright adng shining snow
I am the gentle showers of rain,on westfall's fields of golden grain
I am in the morning hush,of stranglethorn's jungle,green and lush
I am in the drums loud and grand,the thunderous hooves across Nagrand
I am the stars warmly gleaming,over Darnassus softly dreaming
I am in the birds that sing,I am in each lovely thing
Do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there; I do not die.